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we are
In the Starr, we hustle hard and we'll pull your card
We strapped, so don't relax better play your part
Don't care who you know, what you done,

comes back
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Ooh, ooh
Ooh

Now I got a job and tried to put my money

my page to cop a fit but shit I'm used to it
Nike should endorse me put me in the latest drip let's go
I be boosting sales in the ghetto by popping

Royalty

Gang Starr

Moment of Truth [Clean]

1998

"Gang starr has gots to be the sure shot" 
"And it's like dat" 

"Gang starr" 
"Represent"

Oh yeah

One of the meanest and the cleanest

with this
Gang Starrone of the best yet
I'm nice like that
It's all good, in this business of rap
Full Clip do you wanna mess with this
Gang Starrone

months,
By March,
The virus spreading heavy,

Yeah, 

Bally in daylight, and it gives me mixed feelings,
‘Cos usually when I’m backing the bally,
It’s

day comes back
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
Meet me tonight in Atlantic City

Well our luck may have died and our love may be cold
With

And meet me tonight in Atlantic City

Now I've been a-lookin' for a job, but it's hard to find
There's winners and there's losers and I'm south of the line

Christmas Eve In Atlantic City
Bill DiLuigi 888Red Ascap Rhyme Partners Ascap


It's a pretty small crowd for a Jersey casino
Christmas songs

And I'm going down, like the Titanic
Eyes blue, like the Atlantic
And I'm going down, go-going down

And so the story goes, love grows and then it gets

Yeah, real smooth
Woke up this morning and I'm sick of all the bullshit
Clocking in with David, in the stash, got a full clip
We ain't Gang Starr

Yolanda's House

Method Man

The Big Doe Rehab [Clean]

2007

[Intro: Joi Starr (Ghostface Killah)]
I, can't, leave these streets alone, no more (Yeah, yo)

[Ghostface Killah]
Aiyo, I'm skinned up, Nikes is

your Atlantic sea
and sang a song for Ireland 

Drinking all the day in old pubs
where fiddlers love to play
Someone touched the bow,
he played a reel
it

Blvd.

Afu-Ra

Life Force Radio

2002

white hope
Hey yo, Preemo, should I hit 'em with the rope of dope
Sea shells, sea shells by the sea shore
But now I'm slap, tap and a rap an' attack

your Atlantic sea and sang a song for Ireland

Drinking all the day in old pubs where fiddlers love to play
Someone touched the bow, he played a reel, it

getting lost in the sunshine
I'm getting lost in the sunshine
Someplace to vanish across the Atlantic
I'm running outta time
Never look behind, you prisoner

golf, I could hit holes today (today)
Glass house loft, Atlantic Station, had it trapped out (trap, trap)
Water on my wrist like I died in the Atlantic

game
And when it comes to win
I'll even chance on sin

Taking in my stride, then I let it ride
If I take a loss, you know I'm still the boss
When

interviews on zoom from my room
They try to run game i love when they assume that I'm new
Like Sun Tzu Art of War I factually credit
It's probably sitting

Worst of my words intended for you, to the highs and the cries and the unspoken.
To the depths that I now know, love almost, in fact it’s a fact that

Egyptian kings, calisthenics change my posture
Who decides wore my denim love rarely extended
In this business you'll be finished before you start just

Salute, Pt.2

Gang Starr

First Family 4 Life

1998

innocent get hit by straight shots
And brave cops, protect the community

While corrupt cops, be harassing you and me
Pullin me over, in front

put you in yo seat and make you panic yeah
Automatic
Automatic
I’m too cold like the mothafuckin Atlantic

I been told by too many to just shut it down

Ayo, for real, look, let me just say this
I wanna say I love Def Jam, Def Jam changed my fucking life
There's definitely some fuckboys in that